Fears

I seriously hope this chapter won't be as sad as the last one, but I can't promise anything. I am so grateful to you people who have reviewed (and told me this story is presentable). I hope that you'll visit my account again, and maybe even review. Oh, and I'm really sorry for not updating sooner, but I've been NOTHING BUT BUSY for the last week or so. Please no flames!

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'Hey, Relena, what's the matter?'

Soon after Heero had left her, Relena was surrounded by a group of friends and admirers. One of the girls, Mina, who was one of the only 'real' friends Relena had, pushed her way through the little group and stared anxiously into her friend's face.

'Are you alright? You look as if you'd just seen a ghost.'

Relena tried to pull herself together. Whatever the reason was that Heero had to be at her school incognito, couldn't be that bad, or else the other Gundam pilots would be here, too. And Heero was the bravest person she knew; a person who would kill himself in order to destroy as much as possible of the enemy. But she had thought that there was no enemy left to fight!

Forcing a thin smile, that didn't reach her eyes, onto her worried face, Relena assured everybody there that nothing was wrong with her. Even though she was bursting to confide her fears and confusion to someone, she would be strong. Heero had instructed her to keep quiet about him, and that's what she would do.

No, she corrected herself with a pang of misery, Heero didn't tell me to keep quiet about him. He told me to forget him. But how can I, when he's right here?

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Relena spent the next class in a daze, trying to figure out how to get information from Heero. She really needed to know. And how come he had been so harsh and cold towards her, when she had only been trying to help?

Maybe this messes up his mission, she thought glumly. That's all he cares about. But why have they sent him on a mission anyway? I thought everything was at peace now!

Because Relena was so distracted when she left the classroom for lunch, a guy from her class named Santio, who was one of her most fervent admirers, seized the opportunity and, placing his arm firmly around her waist, walked her to the cafeteria. Normally Relena would have gently but decidedly pushed him away, but today she was so preoccupied with her terrified thoughts that she hardly noticed. Besides, a little part of her felt that she needed some sort of support, and that was what Santio was giving her.

Santio, noticing the earnest expression on her face, decided to cheer her up. Grabbing her around the waist, he lifted her up in the air and swung her around in a circle enthusiastically.

Relena, starting out of her brooding at this sudden movement, couldn't help herself and laughed out loud as she sailed around in his arms. When he placed her on the floor again, she smiled genially up at him, feeling grateful that he had tried to make her happy again. At least someone cares about me, she thought, with a fleeting feeling of loneliness, as she unsuccessfully scanned the sea of faces for Heero's. But Heero wouldn't want to talk to her, anyway, so she felt that she might as well give up.

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Seeing Relena's searching glance, Heero ducked lower and hoped intently that she wouldn't see him. It was a dumb idea coming to the cafeteria, he thought. The whole world is here. But then, wasn't this typical High School kid behaviour?

Heero glanced around quickly, to see what everyone else was doing. A group of boys at a nearby table were doing a competition to see who could eat his fries the fastest. Some girls nearby were watching them disgustedly. He saw some more guys, all trying to flirt with two girls that were obviously very popular. The girls were doing their best to ignore them and talked about magazines as if they weren't there. Another group of girls were huddled in a corner, glancing around at anybody who passed, and shrieking with laughter at whatever they were discussing in secretive whispers. A gang of tough-looking guys were throwing a punch fight near him.

Heero sighed and went back to doing his math homework he had just been assigned. He was careful to put a few mistakes in; he didn't want anybody to know how smart he was, or they would really notice him. He considered getting something to eat, because nobody else was doing homework, but he wasn't hungry.

I'll never get this normal kid thing right, he thought defeatedly. I can't do anything. That guy over there can make Relena laugh even when she's afraid. All I can do is make her cry.

'Hey, you! The new guy!'

Heero spun around; obviously he was meant.

In front of him stood the gang that had been fighting earlier on. They all were looking at him coldly. Heero matched his glare to theirs, but didn't say anything.

The boy that seemed to be the leader of the gang stepped forward and spoke to him accusingly.

'What do you have to do with Relena?'

Heero narrowed his eyes at him, thinking fast. How did this guy know that he knew Relena?

Suddenly he remembered that he had also been in their History class. He had probably seen him talking to her.

'Who wants to know?' Heero asked shortly, tensing his muscles for trouble.

The guy's dark eyes glittered dangerously.

'You don't know who you're talking to, do you? Otherwise you'd show some respect. I'm Tekkan, and I rule around here.'

As Heero glared at him, unimpressed, Tekkan took a step closer to him and asked him again, this time in a low, threatening voice:

'Okay, what's going on between you and Relena? You know her from somewhere, don't you?'

Heero was on full alert. You never knew when guys like this might attack.

'What Relena?' he asked disdainfully.

Tekkan glowered at him and stepped even closer, so he was standing right in front of Heero.

'You'd better think again, buddy. I saw you talking to her. Do I have to beat it out of you?'

The people that were standing close by looked over, clearly interested in this scene. A lot of them were torn as to who was fiercer of the two. Even though Tekkan was the unrivalled boss of the school, this new one looked every inch as menacing as he did. But was he up to a fight with Tekkan, the school's fighting champion?

'Go ahead, if you want to waste your time.' Heero's answer was flat and completely unafraid.

Tekkan grinned evilly. He moved back a few paces, as did the kids around them, to leave the fighters space.

Heero was fighting an inner battle. It was very probable that if they fought now, sooner or later a teacher would find out. And he really didn't want to attract attention. Also, he was sure that he could beat Tekkan, which would ensure him getting noticed by a lot of people. He could just back out and show himself the loser.

But that would ruin his self-esteem. He had never backed out of a fight in his life, and he didn't want to do it now. It would be too demoralizing. And, somehow, he wanted to fight. He wanted to show that he was good at something. He wanted to show Relena.

With this feeling overriding all his logic, Heero placed himself in fighting position and challenged Tekkan:

'Just try to beat anything out of me. I can beat the stuffing out of you, just wait and see!'

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Oh, bad Heero. He isn't supposed to fight, but oh, well, no stopping it now. For all of you who are waiting impatiently for H/R, I promise you I'll try to put some in soon. Thanks to:

Sailormairz - well, I didn't, hope you like it anyway!

Mara - thanks for reviewing twice, and I'm glad you don't think Heero OOC!

Jupiter's Light - I'm glad you like it!

k - Thanks, I love nice reviews!

Ley - thanks for reviewing twice; I know, you're supposed to feel sorry for him!

Nori-Chan - Yeah, I feel sorry for her, too, but she'll cheer up soon!